DS9 General Pairing
Title: New Girl in Town
Author: T'Lin ( LinkyS@aol.com )
Series: DS9
Code: Ez, K/? (K/D implied)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Ezri, newly arrived at DS9, is having trouble with the jumbled memories of Dax's past lives. Looking for someone to talk to, she inadvertently walks in on Kira, at an inopportune moment.
Note: Written for Round XII of the Femme Fuh-Q Fest -- www.oocities.org/femme_fuhq_fest/
Note 2: Inspired by the scenario, and random phrase that I had assigned to me in the Anyone, Anytime, Anywhere Fuh-q Fest (for which I wrote a "Highlander" story -- Duncan/Joe, Joe/Adam(Methos) implied). To read that story, go to http://swriters.slashcity.net/fest.htm
Note 3: Scenario and Random Phrase can be found after the story.
Archiving: FFF, ASC*, BLTS and my own web page -- http://www.oocities.org/tlin_s/
Disclaimer: The TREK universe is the property of Paramount/Viacom. This original work of fanfiction is the property of T'Lin. No copyright infringement is intended, nor any money made.
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by T'Lin -- 0310.11
Since my arrival here on Deep Space Nine, I find myself wandering aimlessly during my off-duty hours, trying to avoid Jadzia's old friends because I know that my presence makes them uncomfortable. Worf, of course, is the most difficult, but Benjamin is a close second. You'd think he'd be able to cope with this latest transfer, having experienced it once before. But I can see it in his eyes -- I'm a poor replacement for Jadzia.
Hell, how could I not be, seeing that I was unacceptable in the eyes of the symbiosis committee to be joined. My joining with Dax was an mistake; completely unavoidable, considering the circumstances, but a mistake, nonetheless. I lack training and maturity ... I'll never live up to his expectations, especially considering how he sometimes thought that *she* was an inferior replacement for Curzon.
But I *am* Dax, and there is nothing that can be done about it; I must deal with it, and my situation here, as best I can ... at least until my transfer request is granted. Until then, I tell myself that I just have to keep out of everyone's way.
But that's easier said than done.
Today, only one week after my arrival, I found myself in need of some companionship. The voices in my head told me that Jadzia and Kira were once lovers, and if I were to go to her, she wouldn't reject me. Unfortunately, I tend to do whatever the voices in my head tell me to do ... usually without thinking through the consequences of my actions.
Today was no exception -- I went to Kira's quarters and, without thinking, keyed her door open as Jadzia had always done. I didn't realize what I had done until I had taken a few steps into the room, and the door closed behind me. And there was Kira, lying on her bed, masturbating. She was as beautiful as my jumbled memories lent me to believe.
Since the door to her quarters was not in her direct line of sight, she was unaware of my presence ... I couldn't help myself, I stood in the shadows and watched.
She was lying across the middle of her bed, completely naked; her perfect body arched as she squeezed one firm breast and then the other. With her other hand, a magnificently proportioned dildo was being guided in and out of her. I couldn't help but notice the protrusion near the base, both 'front' and 'back', which undoubtedly stimulated both clit and anus when the shaft was fully inserted.
Each time she thrust it deeply into herself, her back arched a bit more, and she moaned ... then slowly, she would withdraw the magnificent shaft nearly all the way before thrusting it deep once again.
I felt myself growing wetter by the second as I imagined Kira using it on me. Unconsciously, my hand moved between my legs, trying to ease the ache of my arousal. When at last I realized what I was doing, I knew I had to get out of there before I came, and Kira discovered me watching her.
With the sounds of Kira's imminent orgasm spurring me on, I slipped out the door and back to my own quarters, where I used one of my own, inadequate dildos to relieve the pressure.
Tomorrow, I'll seek her out, and see about renewing the friendship she had with Jadzia.
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Kira had never felt so aroused ... the throbbing, pulsating, quivering shaft she plunged into her depths filled her as she had never been filled before. She writhed as it went deeper, as a thousand tiny fingers stimulated every inch of her, both inside and out. She could only take a few seconds of the intense stimulation before withdrawing the magnificent shaft ... she had been teasing herself like this for hours, it seemed, but soon -- quite soon -- she would burst apart, unable to hold off the intense orgasm that was building inside her.
With that thought, she started to guide the dildo inward once again ... the level of stimulation seemed to increase tenfold as she thrust deeper. A sound distracted her momentarily, but only for a split second, as the intensity of her orgasm suddenly overwhelmed her. In an instant, the thousand-finger massage seemed to encompass her whole body, as she writhed in an attempt to flee/increase the touch. It was everywhere -- inside and out -- her orgasms came, one upon another, until she thought she would come apart from the intensity.
When at last her spasms subsided, Kira lay back upon her bed and opened her eyes. A thin film covered her entire body -- there was no sign of the dildo. Slowly, the film receded, pooling up on one side of the bed. The transformation was slower than usual, but soon Odo was lying by her side.
She smiled at him, but before she had a chance to speak, he said, "We had a visitor ... is it usual for people to just walk into your quarters?"
"No ... who was it?" Kira asked, puzzled, since the only person who ever did that was Jadzia, and then, only for the brief time they had lived together -- unofficially, of course.
"The Trill -- the one who claims to be Jadzia, reborn, or whatever," Odo said suspiciously. "Why would she have been here?" Like so many of Jadzia's old friends, there was a certain amount of distrust and uncertainty where Ezri was concerned. Of course, for Odo, that wasn't unusual.
But Kira felt it too. However, she'd have to get over it. Ezri was obviously overwhelmed by the situation, and most likely, she had come here looking for someone to talk to. Kira remembered a comment Ezri had made, when she had first arrived, about how all the memories of past hosts seemed to be jumbled together. "She may have 'remembered' that she had a right to enter these quarters, unannounced. After all, Jadzia used to do it."
"Oh?" Odo asked, several silent questions hidden in that monosyllable.
Kira smiled, and snuggled close, saying, "don't worry ... that was a long time ago," and as she settled in to sleep, she told herself that tomorrow, she would have to put her discomfort with Ezri aside, and talk to her about Jadzia -- together, they could help each other deal with the changes in their lives, and everyone else's, as well.
Challenge: Voyeurism -- one partner observes the other either masturbating or having sex with another.
Random phrase: Include this line: "I tend to do whatever the voices in my head tell me to do."